Heart-Shaped Box

Ride with the mob, Alhamdulillah Check in with me and do your job Ferg is the name, Ben Baller did the chain Tourneau for the watch, presi Plain Jane Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior Hermès link could feed a village in Liberia TMZ taking pictures, causin' mad hysteria Momma see me on BET and started tearin' up I'ma start killin' niggas, how you get that trife?

If she bad all the way down, spoil her all around The biggest nigga here in the town, even when I'm not in town A lot of niggas want the spot when I don't even want the crown Already legendary and never tryna talk about it The baddest bitches in the world, they give their soul to Ski Give her what she needed, pussy never took control of me I could be grievin' 'bout a death, it come with being a king It's time to put bitches in they place, but I'm out of they league

Yo, like mine sweet, neat, intelligent Always tryna ask me if I’m genuine Chrome Heart 5 on the tee like Skin tone gold and the skin tone cinnamon Ayy, prince of the scene right now like William Most man see me and say, “Keep killing it” ‘Rari truck and we’re just whipping it Told bro stay prayed up, living a dangerous life, ayy

Yo, run it back one more time, 24/7 I'm sat on the edge Like say I got one more life, huh How you gon' say that you love me, baby, If I hear one more lie? I'm just focusing on me and the money, I put the drama to the side Time I think that I need more, only 12 hours on the clock I'm taking the scenic route, help me think outside of the box

Reach me, baby Call my phone and say you need me, baby I'm so green, you gotta teach me, baby From Vancouver, you a BC baby Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby And my shit came with the heat seats, baby Swear my label gotta free me, baby Blow on me just like some green tea, baby Ayy, ayy